Page 91 of Mafia Don's Secret Baby

Fuck.

His boxers dropped alongside his pants, and his cock sprung free between us. With me sitting on the edge of the shelf, he nestled between my thighs, and I involuntarily moved into him. He pushed me back slightly.

“You’re staying,” he demanded. “Now that this is over, you’re not leaving again. You’re never leaving me again.”

There wasn’t a single reason to leave that was more important than the ones I had to stay.

“I think Callum will enjoy being with his dad. I think he’ll be safer, even if he’s known as your son,” I admitted. “And I think I’m fond of danger. It’s…exhilarating.”

“Those are your only reasons?” he asked teasingly. “Nothing else?”

“Well,” I drawled, biting my tongue between my teeth for a moment, “loving you might have something to do with it, too.”

He chuckled, his lips dancing down my neck as he pressed closer. I gasped, releasing a breathy moan as the tip of him entered me. I hooked my legs around him to draw the length the rest of the way, but he held me back.

“A mafia princess, through and through,” he teased.

“A mafia queen.”

I thrust my hips hard enough that I captured him deeper inside of me. He released his grip on my hips and allowed it. I stifled my gasp with a bite to his shoulder. His strong fingers wrapped in my hair and tugged back, exposing my throat. His lips found it as he thrust into me with a slow motion that made me reel.

“Matteo, faster,” I begged. The growing ache between my thighs couldn’t become more than just a lingering presence of pleasure at this pace. As he moved a finger between us, working my core, I cried out and bucked into him, but he held a steady pace until my entire body trembled around him.

I tipped my head back and gripped the edges of the shelf as he continued his assault. “God, Matteo,” I whispered, biting my lip.

The hand in my hair forced my head down, and his mouth covered mine. He suctioned my bottom lip into his mouth and bit it harder than I expected, drawing a gasp from me. He smirked as he held it between his teeth.

His thrusting quickened, and I shuddered from the quickly rising pressure in my core.

His lips moved down my throat as he whispered words into my skin. “Mine,” he said again. “All mine.”

“I love you,” I moaned, feeling the apex of my pleasure rising and rising…

It all came crashing down as I shuddered and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. I bit into his shoulder, and Matteo groaned as his chest trembled beneath me. Together, we found our pleasure.

Together.

Everything from here on out would be together, and I would have it no other way.